Friday, November 8, 2019

The Gardener Comments

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He planted violets beneath her skin,
adorned her lips with an ensanguined rose,
folded her hands over what might have been,
a half-bloomed blossom that no longer grows.
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Linda Marie Van Tassell
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John Beaton 08 November 2019

Very nice, Linda Marie. It reminds me of old Celtic murder ballads. Good imagery too- I particularly like " dispossessed ghosts." John

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Sankhajit Bhattacharjee 08 November 2019

deep meaning expressed marvelously...............10+

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Linda Marie Van Tassell

Linda Marie Van Tassell

Lynchburg, Virginia
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